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The creamy pumpkin tart is really delicious.

Abby liked the taste so much that she accidentally ate half of the plate.When it was too late to wake up, Steve looked at her with an old fatherly smile on his face.

He asked in the tone of coaxing kittens and puppies:

"Is it delicious? If not enough."

Abby nodded, then shook her head again.Nodding because it tasted really good, shaking her head because she couldn't eat it.

She rubbed her stomach and let out a sigh.Steve watches her rub her stomach.

Abby noticed that Steve seemed to have something to say.Because he kept glancing at her, opened his mouth and closed it again, hesitant to speak several times.

Abby was anxious for him in her heart.But I'm too embarrassed to ask.

Did she eat too many pumpkin tarts?

Thinking about it this way, Abby's already full stomach has no space left.She pinched the corner of the plate nervously.

People just said "if not enough, there are more", maybe they are just showing the friendship of the landlord!Abby remembers Steve telling her when she was at the door that she had "a bad appetite" and that she had just been eating again—

Steve, who has a chicken stomach, might be frightened by her.

However, if Steve himself heard her inner voice at this moment, he would definitely shake his head dumbfounded.Because they were thinking of completely different things.

He took a breath imperceptibly, but the sound he made was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing something:

"Abby, you—"

Coincidentally, just like the plot of a TV series, there was a sudden knock on the door of Steve's house.

Steve's breath was instantly exhausted.He sighed again and got up with an apologetic smile:

"Wait a minute."

Abby nodded obediently.It's just that the hand no longer dares to reach out to pick up the leftover pumpkin tart.

Steve went to answer the door.Outside the door stood two of his friends: Bucky and Natasha.

Bucky stuffed his pockets expressionlessly; Natasha blinked at him with one eye: "surprise!"

Steve leaned against the door frame with a smile: "You——"

Bucky didn't wait for him to finish, and suddenly sniffed the air like a sensitive hound.

"Milk fragrance."

Natasha quickly picked up: "—the taste of pumpkin tart. Cap, you are very sweet today."

Steve was unimpressed by her sugarcoated cannonballs.

"So, you guys are here for dinner?"

"That's right." Natasha walked into the living room generously, and Bucky followed her. "Although there are good cooks in the Avengers Building, they always get tired of eating. The time is just right. It seems that we are lucky."

Then, Natasha saw Abby sitting at the dining table.

She raised her eyebrows all of a sudden: Wow, it's more than just "not bad".

Steve closes the door.He asked Bucky, "And you, you too?"

He was dubious.Bucky likes to be alone very much now, and Steve has kindly invited him several times, and it is rare for him to come.Like a cat reluctant to move its nest.

Bucky pointed to Natasha's back: "No."

The amazing tacit understanding made Steve understand the meaning hidden under the word "no".He was forced by Natasha to capture a strong man, poor soldier.

Seeing the two of them coming in, this Abby jumped up from the seat in an instant, and her leg was knocked by the table, making a loud noise.

It hurts to hear.

But Abby was very tenacious. She suppressed her tearful expression, turned on the switch like a robot, and greeted them:

"You, you, you, hello."

...she wanted to cut her tongue out!I can't get rid of this habit of stuttering when I'm nervous!

"You too."

Natasha smiled slightly.She thought the pretty English girl was quite interesting.Tiny and timid, he looks like a rabbit with trepidation.

The four sat down at the dining table and shared the rest of the creamy pumpkin tart.Steve returned to the kitchen to use the pots and pans, and cooked a hearty meal for the few people who were starving for food.

Most of it went into Natasha and Bucky's bellies.

After eating, the two of them did not leave in a hurry, and lay down on the sofa to digest.The posture is more bold and unrestrained, it really looks like a ridge from the side and a peak from the side.

I don't know if it was intentional, but Abby was squeezed into the innermost part of the sofa, next to Steve and his two friends.They watched TV and chatted occasionally.Steve would often laugh and shake his head helplessly.

However, he was used to caring, so he didn't neglect Abby, and even paid too much attention to her when she seemed a little distracted.

"……What's wrong?"

he asked in a low voice, bowing his head.

The distance was too close, as if he could wrap her in his arms by moving his arms.Feeling the hot air he exhaled, Abby shrank into the crack of the sofa a little bit ticklishly.

She shook her head, and also replied in a low voice: "It's nothing, I just think you have a very good relationship."

Steve didn't seem to hear it, and moved closer to her: "...what?"

Abby was a little worried.Steve may have a lot of problems, poor appetite and hard of hearing.She had no choice but to get closer to him, as if her whole body was attached to him.

The soft and plump two balls dangerously pinched the man's one arm.She leaned close to his ear, and the breath she breathed was sweet:

"I mean--"

she repeated.Then, like a rabbit, he bounced himself back to the crack of the sofa, and the distance was pulled away again.

And Steve's auricles looked like crab feet that had been scalded, and they were also red.

After a while, he was taken away by Natasha, as if to discuss something.Abby and Bucky were the only ones left on the sofa.

The TV was still blaring, and the hero and heroine were tearing each other up and roaring hysterically.

In contrast, there are two popsicles on the sofa.

Bucky watched TV for a while, frowning.He pulled a green booklet out of his pocket and began to read.

Abby couldn't find anything to do, so she stared at the TV desperately, thinking: How embarrassing.

After staring for a while, his eyes almost turned red.When commercials started to show on TV, Abby quickly lowered her head and rubbed her eyes.

She cheered herself up in her heart.It's not a big deal to speak up.We are all friends with Steve, there is nothing to be afraid of.

She racked her brains to find a topic, and she peeked at the booklet that Bucky was reading out of the corner of her eye, and couldn't help but yelled "Ah":

"Ah! Are you... raising plants?"

The booklet reads "Guidelines for Plant Cultivation: No Fear of Planting All over the World".

...It's so unreliable, it looks as unreliable as Professor Lockhart's book.

Bucky didn't look at her, turned over another page of the pamphlet, and responded with a faint "hmm".

Abby felt that she had found an excellent topic, so she volunteered:

"Then, then you can ask me! I—maybe I'll know something."

After all, plants are an area she is familiar with and loves.

Bucky finally looked up at her this time, he thought about it seriously, his voice hoarse:

"I had a plant before and it died. So I want to get another one."

Abby was very enthusiastic: "What do you raise?"

"cactus."

Abby: "..."

Seeing Bucky's extremely serious expression, she suddenly felt a blockage in her throat.

So sad.

She stammered and gestured: "Then, how could it die? Cactus is actually... quite easy to feed."

Bucky showed a thoughtful gesture again: "It was snowing heavily at that time. I put it indoors for a winter, and it died."

For some reason, Abby could hear a sadness in his deep voice...

She felt the pain in her heart: "No, cacti also need to bask in the sun."

Bucky insisted, "But there's a lot of snow."

Abby felt that he was a very delicate person.People who are reluctant to let plants freeze because of too much snow must be good people!

Thinking of this, she suddenly wasn't afraid of him anymore.

Although the expression is very cold, but the heart is unexpectedly soft!

It's just that praise is nothing but praise, the truth still needs to be explained clearly.She thought for a long time and gave him an example: "Plants, like people, must see light. If there is no sun, people will die, and plants will die too. Although cacti are very tenacious, they still need to be exposed to the sun to bloom. "

Bucky groaned, and nodded slowly.

Makes sense.

Abby asked him again, "Did you water it?"

Bucky was very proud and confident this time: "When it was kept indoors, I watered it every day. Three times a day."

People also eat three meals a day!

Abby was completely out of words this time.She said that the cactus is not short of sun, it is mainly because of waterlogging!

She began to teach him the knowledge of "cactus can't be watered too much".

Bucky pricked up his ears, listening intently.Before I knew it, I threw the booklet into the crack of the sofa.

……

Abby is teaching Bucky about plants, and Natasha is teaching Steve about love.

She quietly glanced over to the sofa and said "shh".

Then he took out two tickets from his pocket and handed them to Steve.Steve saw that it was a ticket for the Plant Expo, which was just this weekend.

Natasha asked in a very old-fashioned way: "If you like her, go ask her out, don't waste time. Doesn't she like plants, take her to see."

Do you really think she is here to eat?This is her real purpose.

Black Widow is naturally good at gathering intelligence.Following Captain America's trumpet cross-correlation, she grasped Abby's dynamics.Not only is the INS account named "Shining Botany", but it also often posts some plant knowledge.

For such a blank slate girl, it is easy to find out her hobbies.

The old man in his nineties was so moved, holding two tickets in his hand, he sighed:

"Nata, we thought of getting together. Before you guys came, I was going to ask Abby if she was free on the weekend. But you interrupted me."

Natasha narrowed her eyes sharply: "Where did you plan to take her?"

Captain America scratched the back of his head, a little embarrassed.He honestly said:

"A coffee shop, or an art gallery..."

Natasha made an "unbearable" expression:

"Oh, come on. This set has been out of date for a long time, not to mention how do you know that she will like art? Like a doctor, you have to know how to prescribe the right medicine."

She also gave him an idea: "At that time, there will be a small auction in that place, which is usually not very expensive. Pay attention to her expression. If she likes it, you can buy a pot to please her. It's not a bad idea."

Ninety-year-olds say they are educated and educated.He stared at Natasha, showing the expression of an old hen looking at a chick again:

"Nata..."

Comrade Nata is a good comrade!

it is more than words.

Natasha groaned in distress and covered her cheeks.

"Don't look at me like that, I have a bit of indigestion. I'm not eight years old, let alone eight months old. Let's leave this set to your little pea."

Steve suddenly felt blessed, and his mouth seemed to be smeared with honey:

"Thank you friend, you will always be eighteen."

I saw Natasha let go of her hand, her face beaming with joy.

Steve: "..."

Learn now and sell now, and prescribe the right medicine.He is a quick learner.After all, this is nothing to the captain of the women's federation.

The author has something to say:

Today is 30.00% Black Belly Shield.And 70.00% of friends of...women.

Bucky and Abby... There are too many slots, I don't know how to say it.

All I can say is that they are so cute, my cuties.

PS I'm really too busy at the end of the semester... The class is full tomorrow morning, the library will write criticisms in the afternoon, and the class will have dinner in the evening. Try to take time to update orz. If you don't have it in the evening, don't wait for me.